<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Escorts on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/escorts/</link><description>Recent content in Escorts on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2004 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/escorts/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Package Deal</title><link>/stories/2004/03/01/package-deal/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2004 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2004/03/01/package-deal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;“mmmmphh….mmmpphhh  MMmmmmPHHH!!”  Muffled grunts were all
that came out as Carolyn feebly tried kicking at the lid of the crate that
held her snugly in its confines.  Even if her legs had not been buckled
into the leather straps, the foam rubber which lined the inside of the
box wrapped so tightly around her naked form that she would not of been
able to get much leverage. Not that she would have much chance of breaking
free she thought as she remembered the thick steel bands which braced the
lid of the crate and the sturdy latches which sealed it shut.  As
she tried one more kick she heard a muffled CLICK and realized that Greg
had locked her in.  Now there was no escape until she got back to
the warehouse.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>